Be More Chill Reacts To Be More Chill

The Squip Song

(The boys bathroom, after rehearsal. JEREMY is trying to wash the letters off his backpack when RICH walks in.)

RICH (SPOKEN)
I told you not to wash that off.

Rich's face paled as he realized what was about to happen. He felt his chest tighten and his palms got sweaty.

"C-can't we jutht thkip over thith part?"

"No, I quite like this part," the Squip said. He also knew what was going to happen, and he didn't intend on skipping a part dedicated to him.

(Jeremy busies himself with his backpack.)

JEREMY (SPOKEN)
Where's my homework?

RICH (SPOKEN)
I'm talking to you, tall ass!

"I'm tho fucking thorry, Jeremy. Tho fucking thorry," Rich said, fighting back tears. He knew how it felt to be bullied, and he hated that his Squip made other people feel the pain he had felt in freshmen year.

"It's okay, Rich. It's in the past. Besides, it wasn't your fault," Jeremy replied.

(Rich heads to a urinal.)

RICH (SPOKEN)
You could be, if you weren't hunched over and scared, hmm, all the time? The only thing more pathetic is the way you're sneaking off into a stall to get away from me.

(JEREMY was trying to do just that. He stops, busted.)

Stalls are for girls. Are you a girl, Jeremy?

"Well, I mean-"

Michael was cut off by Jeremy punching his arm.

"I honestly can't even tell if that's meant to be sexist or not. Because girls are the only ones that have to use stalls," Chloe pointed out. The rest of the girls nodded.

JEREMY (SPOKEN)
How can you talk to people while you're... Y'know.

"My thought exactly," Christine chimed in. "That's disgusting."

RICH (SPOKEN)
Confidence.

JEREMY (SPOKEN)
Alright, well, you might wanna watch the floor, man. You're getting-

(Suddenly, RICH is twitching as if he's receiving a message from beyond. He begins muttering to himself under his breath. It's creepy.)

Rich starts shaking, his PTSD shining through. The tears he was holding back finally escaped his eyes. Jake noticed and pulled the small boy into his lap.

"N-no! Don't touch me!" Rich cried, flailing his arms and squirming. "Get out of my head!"

"Rich, hey! Hey, it's okay! He can't hurt you anymore," Jake told him.

"Of courthe he can! He'th literally right there!" Rich yelled, pointing to the back row and burying his head into Jake's chest. Jake's heart hurt as he watched Rich cry. He rubbed his back, slowly calming his friend down.

JEREMY (SPOKEN)
Uh... I just remembered I don't have to pee after all-